// i don't wanna break but I did today
guess i only have myself to blame //
guess i only have myself to blame //
Three hundred years hangs in the air like it’s supposed to impress him, and Nate stubbornly refuses to let it. Stubbornly refuses to think about how it makes the kid make a little more sense, considering this fuck is hardly any older than he is.
”No shit?”{/sNate let’s mute interest flutter across his face before he sits up properly. [say}”I seen three around here. One,” the middle finger of his left hand hooks around one of the chains on his neck, dragging the compass into view, ”two,” the right finger this time, around the wide chain he’d brought with him to Caido, ”and three.” A holographic arm appears between his legs, wrist pumping in an irreverent heel off motion.
Forcing himself on his feet as the stranger comes closer, Nate narrows his eye at the other, head cocking like he’s trying to decide how agressive to be here. ”It’s shit for the Voice. What’s it matter to you?”
”No shit?”{/sNate let’s mute interest flutter across his face before he sits up properly. [say}”I seen three around here. One,” the middle finger of his left hand hooks around one of the chains on his neck, dragging the compass into view, ”two,” the right finger this time, around the wide chain he’d brought with him to Caido, ”and three.” A holographic arm appears between his legs, wrist pumping in an irreverent heel off motion.
Forcing himself on his feet as the stranger comes closer, Nate narrows his eye at the other, head cocking like he’s trying to decide how agressive to be here. ”It’s shit for the Voice. What’s it matter to you?”
NATE
